Stream of Consciousness
Kyrsten Sinema
Kyrsten Sinema is an important American political leader. She worked for many years in the U.S. government and became known for being different from many others in politics. This article uses easy English and clear subtitles to help you understand who she is, where she came from, what she did, and what is happening now with her.
By Farhan Sayedabout 19 hours ago in Humans
Why I No Longer Sell on Amazon
When I published my first book in 2011, I used Lulu. At the time, it was one of the few print-on-demand options that allowed authors to retain control over content, pricing, and distribution. Over the years, I explored other publishing routes, including limited digital placement on Amazon Kindle, but I remained consistent with Lulu for physical books. As of this writing, I am still evaluating whether those remaining Kindle titles will stay available.
By Dr. Mozelle Martin | Ink Profilera day ago in Humans
I Was a Single Mother With $12 Left — Then One Phone Call Changed Everything
I was counting coins on my kitchen table, trying to decide whether to buy milk or save the last $12 for rent. My son was asleep in the next room, unaware that eviction notices don’t care if you’re a single mother. That’s when my phone rang — and everything I believed about survival changed. Before that moment, my life felt like a constant emergency. I was twenty-nine, divorced, and raising a four-year-old on my own in a small apartment on the edge of town. The walls were thin, the heater barely worked, and the landlord had already taped a warning notice to my door twice. I worked two jobs — mornings at a diner and evenings cleaning offices — but no matter how hard I tried, the math never worked. Childcare ate half my income. Gas prices kept climbing. Every unexpected expense felt like a personal attack. That night, I skipped dinner so my son could eat. I told him I wasn’t hungry, even though my stomach burned. When he finally fell asleep clutching his toy truck, I sat alone at the table, staring at those coins, feeling like a failure. The phone buzzed again. I almost didn’t answer. Most calls were bill collectors or spam. But something told me to pick it up. “Hi, this is Amanda from the housing office,” the voice said. I froze. She explained that I had applied months earlier for a rental assistance program for single mothers — a form I barely remembered filling out during one of my lowest days. “I wanted to let you know,” she continued, “you’ve been approved.” Approved. The word didn’t feel real. I asked her to repeat it. She told me they would cover three months of rent and help me apply for a longer-term support plan. After I hung up, I sat there in silence. Then I cried. Not quiet tears — the kind that shake your chest when you’ve been holding everything in for too long. But that phone call didn’t magically fix my life. It gave me breathing room — and sometimes, breathing room is everything. With the pressure eased, I started thinking differently. I realized how much energy I had spent just surviving. I wanted more than that for my son. I wanted stability. Dignity. A future. I began waking up an hour earlier every day. Not to work — but to learn. I watched free videos online about budgeting, basic computer skills, and remote work. I borrowed books from the library because buying them wasn’t an option. Some nights I was exhausted beyond words. Other nights, fear whispered that none of this would matter. But every morning, my son’s smile reminded me why I couldn’t quit. A few months later, I landed a small remote customer support job. The pay wasn’t amazing, but it was steady — and it meant I could be home more. I could make dinner instead of reheating leftovers at midnight. I could help with bedtime instead of rushing out the door. Life didn’t suddenly become easy. There were still bills. Still stress. Still moments of doubt. But there was also hope — something I hadn’t felt in a long time. One evening, as I tucked my son into bed, he looked at me and said, “Mommy, you’re not sad anymore.” I didn’t realize how much my struggle had shown on my face until that moment. I’m still a single mother. I still worry. But I’ve learned that asking for help isn’t weakness. Filling out that application didn’t make me less capable — it made me brave. If you’re reading this while counting coins, skipping meals, or wondering how you’ll make it through another month, please know this: your story isn’t over. Sometimes, one phone call doesn’t change everything — but it can change enough to keep you going. If you’re a single parent struggling in silence, this story is for you.
By Umar Farooq3 days ago in Humans
The Guardian of Maple Street: The Bus Driver Who Trusted the Silence
The incredible true story of Harold Jennings, the school bus driver whose attention to detail and refusal to take a day off saved an elderly couple and 27 children from a catastrophic gas explosion.
By Frank Massey 3 days ago in Humans
Are Fat People Disabled or Are Disabled People Fat?
There is a question people ask quietly, sometimes without even realising they are asking it. It lives in looks, assumptions, and comments muttered under breath. It sounds like concern, but it is actually judgement. It goes something like this: why are so many fat people in pain? Why are so many fat people using mobility aids? Why are so many fat people struggling to move?
By No One’s Daughter5 days ago in Humans
Empaths Don’t Need Thicker Skin, They Need Better Boundaries
Being an empath is often treated like a badge of honor. You’re the one people turn to when they’re overwhelmed, confused, or hurting. You listen deeply, sense emotional shifts instantly, and care in ways that feel natural and instinctive. But over time, that constant emotional openness can come at a cost.
By Leigh Cala-or9 days ago in Humans
Social Media Causing the Decline in Humanity?
From the moment we wake up to the moment we fall asleep, many of us are glued to screens filled with social feeds, infinite scrolls, and algorithmic suggestions tailored to grab — and keep — our attention. While social media promised connection, empowerment, and community, it’s increasingly clear that its **cost to our mental health, social cohesion, and emotional well-being is profound.** Unless we confront these issues head-on, we risk a generational decline in humanity’s psychological and interpersonal health.
By Anthony Bahamonde9 days ago in Humans
AI the New Wave of Networking
Networking has always been about building relationships—but the way we network has changed dramatically. Gone are the days when success depended solely on attending events, handing out business cards, and hoping someone remembers your name. Today, digital platforms, global communities, and constant online interaction have transformed how connections are made.
By Anthony Bahamonde9 days ago in Humans
